Okay, you know how when gay marriage becomes legal, people will be allowed to marry whatever they want (their dog, the pilot episode of LOST)?

Well I am telling you right now that I am going to marry my hair. You will be invited. We will serve capellini.

(Even though this morning was an example of when lackluster home dye jobs happen to good, yet underemployed, people.)

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About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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